Chapter 132 The Real Saint of Hades!

The blood-flowing Jinyang stood in the air, and the unprecedented momentum slowly fell back. The wound cut by the golden sword was smooth, and the sharp eyes glanced at the surrounding monks. The monk's eyes flashed, and he took a deep breath to worship Jinyang from afar, carefully and respectfully.

Jin Yang, Shengyi and Li Lin echoed the momentum. The fierce means of the three made the monks who rob the treasure sink in their hearts. Jin Yang's fearless madness was deeply rooted in people's hearts. Sheng Yi's blood and absolute strength made people afraid that Li Lin's divine wing bow could not really fight.

In the night, Xiang Cheng, standing in the distance, glanced at the four people who were afraid of escaping. Looking at Jin Yang, who was exhausted from afar, he couldn't help but move and shouted, "The descendant of Mingzong, I, Xiang Cheng, want to challenge you. I don't know if you dare to take it?" The airy voice came out for dozens of miles, and the vigilant monk immediately looked at Jinyang and was excited. These masters had better fight to the death, and they had a good chance to win the treasure.

Xiang Cheng's condensive eyes looked directly at Jin Yang, with incomparable confidence. Three or five groups of monks were looking forward to his response, looking at Jinyang with big thorns. Jinyang, who was standing on the ruins, sank in his heart, and the two wars in a row were so powerful that even the body of the fairy was unbearable. Feeling Xiang Cheng's hot eyes, his body moved and slowly flew towards him, and the blue veins of his hand holding the sword beat.

Shengyi and Li Lin, who stood in the air, looked at each other and did not stop Jin Yang's move, nor did they mean to kill Xiang Cheng with their enemies. Since they were "challenges", there was no need to intervene.

Xiang Cheng, who was full of fairy spirit, glanced at the four people, and the meaning could not be more obvious. Let's go. He was the first to promote the temporary joint immortals. Since Xiang Cheng is against the descendants of Mingzong, there is no need to compete with him now.

"Hao Yi, retreat like this?" The fairy with bad eyes said viciously. If it hadn't been for the strength to defeat Xiang Cheng, he would have rushed up. The ghost is up to you. Let's go!" Hao Yi opened his mouth again, and his firm tone made the other two hesitant retreat with him, leaving him alone against Xiang Cheng.

"Hmm!" Looking at Hao Yi who was far away, the ghost Taoist stared at Xiang Cheng and followed him. Jin Yang, who ran to Xiang Cheng, was full of blood and his eyes were blurred, and his big hands holding the sword were a little relaxed. The four people who retreated passed by Jin Yang.

"Hmm?" Jinyang looked sideways, and his consciousness swept through the deep cultivation of these four people, which was full of mana. He had some understanding of Xiang Cheng's power. The scarred body was afraid that it would be difficult to defeat Xiang Cheng.

"In the next project, Immortals' three disasters and six-level combat power, I only want a fair battle!" Looking at Jinyang, who stopped a miles away, Xiang Cheng said generously. The four people who had just retreated suddenly regretted, and Hao Yi's eyes changed and finally suppressed the three people who wanted to rush up.

"Fair War?" Jin Yang laughed and was incompetent for a moment. Just when many monks were puzzled, his face stared at Xiang Cheng with sharp eyes, and the "Zongzhu Sword" in his hand pointed to him rudely.

"The fair war is really a big joke, unless you are seriously injured, your blood is exhausted, and your mana is exhausted!" The sound of shouting came out for dozens of miles and shook the ruins. A smile appeared at the corners of Sheng Yi, who watched the battle from afar, and Li Lin was stunned.

"You!" Xiang admitted that his face really changed, and his face was full of greenness. He questioned Jin Yang's personality to the extreme. With a brush of his flying clothes, the halberd in his hand pointed straight to Jin Yang and gritted his teeth and said, "No matter how you question it, the water I poured out by Xiang Cheng's words will definitely only use the combat power of the first level of the earth fairy."

Jin Yang frowned when he heard the words and didn't say a word. The moonlight sprinkled on the two people was desolate and killing them.

"Kill!!" Jin Yang's body turned into lightning and rushed up in front of the sword. Xiang Cheng's spirit is united, and the halberd swings horizontally. He has no intention to take the initiative to attack and wants to try the bottom of Jinyang.

The electric fireworks stone, the light of the sword and the heavy halberd hit each other, and the trembling sounded continuously. The sword changed and cut casually. Suddenly, Jinyang's arm was numb and his body retreated sharply. Jinyang retreated far away from Xiang Cheng and did not pursue him. The blood in his whole arm was turned into a gap by his halberd, and his whole body was shocked. The blood flowed back and the wound healed.

At this time, Jinyang noticed that the halberd in Xiang Cheng's hand, the black metal was extremely strong, and the halberd peak was extremely sharp, cutting iron like mud. Xiang Cheng saw that Jin Yang noticed his halberd and said, "The 'Seven Disasters War Spirit halberd' is made of black gold, an eighth-order fairy weapon. Now it's my turn!" The last sentence is a big drink.

Xiang Cheng disappeared without a trace in the space, and there was a strong atmosphere of killing within ten miles. If he was not careful, he would be killed by him.

"The trick also wants to succeed!" Jin Yang shouted loudly, and the running "Pluon Immortal Kung" aroused Haohao's spirit. A vertical eye suddenly appeared between Jin Yang's eyebrows, and a dark black light shot out from it, shining in all directions.

"If it's so tricky, I will still beat you!" A sharp roar sounded in Jinyang's ear. Jinyang, who was highly concentrated, reacted in an instant, "Keng!" With a sound, the patriarch's sword almost came out of his hand, and Jinyang's body flew out, bringing a large area of blood flowers.

The rolling Jinyang vomited blood, and at the moment when he struggled to run the "Pluon Immortal Power", the thirty ancient characters engraved in his bones suddenly appeared in the runes of the magic power. "Pluon Immortal Power" changed sharply, and the Pluto magic power without the moto god rioted in the sea of knowledge. When you move, the spiritual power condensed into essence is greatly impacted.

"Is that all?" Xiang Cheng looked at Jin Yang and said disdainfully. He thought that there would be great resistance to fight against Jin Yang, but he didn't expect that there was even a decent war, so he beat Jin Yang to the ground.

Shengyi and Li Lin, who watched the battle in the night, were also puzzled why Jinyang was so vulnerable and was knocked down by Xiang Cheng. The monk with low cultivation thought that Jin Yang was strong outside and booed, and his eyes looking at Jin Yang with high cultivation also changed a little.

"What's going on?" Jinyang condensed his mind and hurriedly paid attention to the sea of knowledge. One day after the disappearance of the yuan god, the light blue spiritual will slowly rotated in the sea of knowledge. In contrast, it was the heavenly law condensed by the emperor's order and dominated one side. The runes of "Heavenly Power", "Plu King's Immortal Power" and "Taisu Heart Sutra" circulate endlessly in them, turning around, and mana of different nature gushed out and silenced in the sea of knowledge in Jinyang.

The "ming wang immortal skill" wrapped in the power of Pluto's power is dark and profound, in which the thirty ancient characters are shaken wildly, and the heavenly sound is shaking endlessly in the sea of knowledge of Jinyang, gradually condensing into the "ming wang immortal skill" scattered. Jin Yang's mind was dark, and the power surged in the ancient characters, crazily hitting the "ming wang immortal skill".

Just as Jin Yang's attention was focused on the sea of knowledge, Xiang Cheng slowly fell on Jinyang, and the halberd pointed straight to his head, and his inflated self-confidence could defeat the five disasters.

"What? Do the descendants of Pluto only have this power? In a salty tone, Jinyang is like a shadow on the roadside, which can't leave a trace in his eyes.

"Hmm! I, Jinyang, are not so easy to defeat!" Jinyang, lying on the ground, gritted his teeth and endured the turmoil in the sea of knowledge. The "Heavenly Power" and "Taisu Heart Sutra" all stopped working, and the only forbidden spell "Taisu's way, immortality" did not work, and the life power also disappeared.

Jin Yang stood up, and the blood on his arm was flowing down. The resolute eyes stared at Xiang Cheng.

"Huh?! You can still stand up." The moonlight fell on Jinyang's body, with some blood. Xiang Cheng stopped talking, and the halberd was ready to knock down Jin Yang with a wave, and he could not be his enemy. The halberd waved, less than a foot away, and the sharp halberd was about to fall on Jinyang's body.

Dong! Dong Dong!! Dong......

The ruins of the dry mausoleum are shaking, and the monks chasing in the sky have been watching the movement below. All the dark roads are not good, and the breath of the immortal war deep in it makes people tremble.

"Go!" I don't know who roared, and I couldn't even care about the ancient medicine that was about to get. I tried my best to sacrifice the fairy weapon and shot away, and escaped far away. In an in an short time, the monks in the sky fled one after another and did not dare to stay at all. Even Shengyi and Li Lin were far away and did not dare to stay in the war breath of immortals for a long time.

Everyone ran fast when they saw the opportunity, but Jin Yang and Xiang Cheng were extremely unlucky. They were in the center of all kinds of breaths and could not move. Suddenly, a thick to extreme underworld gas rushed out from the ruins of the mausoleum, covering a radius of more than ten miles. Jinyang's "ming wang immortality" was like a pool of muddy water in front of it. All kinds of immortals hit the ruins, encountering an extremely terrible existence, and the breath of fear made Jin Yang fall into chaos.

"Bum!" In front of Jinyang, a faint light rushed out from Xiang Cheng's back. The vast atmosphere really overflowed from her body. The monster suspended in the air, a pair of mutilated wings, was dilapidated and messy. The war marks of the ancient armor, and the mottled bronze statues have been rotten, making people feel like wearing it with a poke.

Jinyang, who was in a trance, looked carefully and suddenly had a very asymmetric head on his huge body, delicate and white. He recognized her as the "Saint of the Underworld" at a glance.

"Is it possible that there is no death?" Jin Yang muttered to himself, thinking that the drought would be resurrected again.

"The reserve suzerain of the underworld?" The monster looking down at Jinyang, who was suspected to be a drought, said, and his mouth was full of disbelief. Jinyang narrowed the corners of his eyes and knew that this was not a drought, otherwise there would be no such problem.

"Yes, I am Jin Yang, the reserve suzerain of the Ming Dynasty, the 'Saintess of the Underworld'!" Jin Yang opened his mouth and directly broke her origin when he answered.

Looking down at Jinyang, the "Saint of the Pluto" glanced at Xiang Cheng, and stared at Jinyang with pure eyes. The hot eyes pricked in Jinyang's eyebrows. In an instant, the imprint of the god from the suzerain of a generation disappeared again.

"Hades Albus, I won't submit to you!" The "Saint of the Underworld" was amazing, which scared Jinyang

The "Saintess of the Underworld" who scared Jin Yang with no intention of explaining at all, turned to the "Zongzhu Sword" in Jin Yang's hand. The smell of immortals on the ruins of the mausoleum became strong, and the dark air shrouded dozens of miles was pushed down into the sky, and dozens of immortal bones fell from it and became rotten bones.

With the place where the "Saint of the Underworld" rushed out, the figures rushed out to the extreme. Eleven ten-thousand-year-old immortals were all seriously injured, and the golden blood dried up, and even the evil spirits of Montenegro were no exception.

"The monster of Mingzong, you are not qualified for what we want!" The old demon of Montenegro shouted, and the demonic spirit freely became a unique space.

"Demon girl, it's so good that I sent the Leishan faction to walk for heaven and kill you!" One of the eleven immortals refined the thunder method, and the ninth-order fairy weapon contains this condensed thunder power. The wind and clouds change color and the lightning beats. The immortals are all nine-order fairy weapons, and the power contained in their hands is 12 points of lethality.

"I am not a monster, but a noble existence of the "Saint of the Underworld". It seems that my legend has disappeared in the world for too long." The saint of the underworld casually described her origin, and the gently vibrating wings showed her calm heart.

Jinyang, who had not recovered for a moment, fixedly looked at the hot "Sect War Sword" in the hands of the "Saint of the Underworld" in the sky and did not notice it. Xiang Cheng, who had just wanted to kill Jin Yang, couldn't see the extreme face. With so many immortals, any one shot, even the aftershocks of their fight could seriously injured him and even die.

The tall body was covered with ancient armor, and the "Saint of the Underworld" glanced at it, and the vast underworld was stirred again, covering the world and crushing a mountain.

"The Pluto Albus, 'the moment of the underworld' is not powerless even if it is sealed by the patriarchs of the past dynasties. Communicate the power of the underworld and kill all enemies!" The saint of the Ming Dynasty shouted to Jinyang, but she slowly raised her hands, and the vast underworld gas turned with her movements and pressed towards the immortals.

"The prestige of the 'Saint of the Underworld' needs bone and blood, and the supreme prestige is once again!" In the roar of the saint of the Underworld, she hit the martial arts magic fist, covering dozens of miles of underworld and restrained her body. Her fists waved, and behind her appeared a shadowy underworld, penetrating the world and coming to the world with vast power.

The endless pressure in the sky collapsed a piece of space. Eleven immortals, coupled with the deep and invincible power of the "Saint of the Underworld", the ruins-like mausoleum was pressed down several feet, and the ancient marks were wiped clean.

"Drink! Drink! ......”

The hot Jinyang in his chest did not spit out, and the war marks of the 'moment of the underworld' were shining. The "ming wang immortality skill" in Jinyang's sea of knowledge collapsed by the wind hit by the 30 ancient characters. Thousands of runes were slowly worn out by the 30 ancient characters, and the remaining runes were bred in Pluto's mana and were once again crystal clear.

There are many battles in the sky, and thousands of miles are their battle areas. The immortals who crush the mountains and smash the starry sky are turbulent. Dozen immortal arts attack the "Saint of the Underworld". Nine fairy weapons and two fairy treasures play a terrible lethality. Wherever they pass, the space is destroyed. The attack around the "Saint of the Underworld" is suffered by the world in the dark. The world shrouded in fog is deep and ethereal, leaving no breath in the world.

"Taste my power" 'Saint of the Underworld' smiled cruelly, and the world suddenly faded. The eleven immortals began to shake with the same luck as heaven and earth.

"The one-armed Pluto kowtowed three times!" With a loud shout, from the 'Saint of the Underworld', Jin Yang, who was protected by her, widened his eyes and dared not miss it at all. Even Xiang Cheng, who did not know why the 'Saint of the Underworld' left behind, changed his face greatly. Just because eleven antennas in the sky fell with a scream.

In Jin Yang's eyes, there is another scene. The domineering spirit revealed through the eternal one-armed Pluto is convincing. The world can't bear his figure, and the luck of heaven and earth is as real in front of him.

When Pluto kowtowed his head with one arm, the sky and the earth were clear, and there was no debris, and the wind and clouds were light.

The one-armed Pluto kowtowed twice, and the world was sinking. The fairy spirit became the essence in front of him. It was no longer hidden in the heavenly way. It was a pillar of light, full of purple, vast, and the great power surged in it.

He kowtowed again, and the one-arm Pluto kowtowed three times. Eleven pillars of heaven and earth cracked, and all of them turned into fragments and dissipated, and there was a purple atmosphere between heaven and earth. The saint of the underworld stood quietly in the air, and all the brilliance was dim in front of her.

Looking closely, the fallen immortals are silent and no different from the dead. Jinyang held this 'the moment of the underworld' and looked at the unique 'Saint of the Underworld' and set off a huge wave in his heart.